Chapter 168: A Half Succubus Really Feels?
Chapter 168: A Half Succubus Really Feels?
The rhythmic, wet slaps of their union echoed off the chamber walls, a frantic tempo punctuated by the sharp, steady buzz of emerging magic. Deep within Hao Hun's loins, pleasure was building to a fever pitch. Amidst the heady rush, he centered his mind, reaching out to the Golden Silkworm Gu he had just forcibly mastered. Complying with his will, a tiny creature materialized from his Beastmaster token—half-golden, half-translucent, and deceptively plump.
This little caterpillar was the larval form of the elusive Gold Bombyx Mori moth. While standard Golden Silkworms required a host to ingest their master's essence—either orally or through more intimate means—this custom hybrid moth possessed the unique ability to sustain itself on pure blood.
Hao Hun had originally engineered it for his Vampire Bride, Alice Dark. Xia Sha, however, was neither a child of the night nor a monster; she required no blood. To feed the pudgy little creature now resting in his palm, she only needed his physical "watering."
With his hips continuing their relentless rhythm into his seemingly lust-crazed wife, Hao Hun gathered his Greater Life Utility magic. The spell hovered silently in his hand, perfectly masked by his Hidden Gu. He gently pressed his palm against her back, right over the position of her heart, and seamlessly guided the Golden Silkworm Gu inside her. Through their Vital Shared Fate Gu, he felt the precise moment the parasite burrowed into her heart, anchoring itself securely into her magic core.
The friction grew hotter, signaling his imminent climax. Taking a sharp breath, Hao Hun spent a tense minute mentally sealing his Life magic core and activating his Death magic core. He had to be precise; a careless mix of Fire, Air, and Life vs. Ice and Death magic could prove fatal for a Necromancer. Immersed in her own sensory overload, she remained completely oblivious to the magical shift.
When he momentarily slowed his pacing to manage the transition, her hips bucked upward, desperately trying to pull him back in. She whimpered, her voice strained with desire. "Why are you stopping?! Hao Hun, don't stop... I... I am cumming!"
Her internal muscles clamped tightly around his aching length. Holding her hips firmly to lock her against him, he groaned, "Here, sorry Wife... I am cumming too!"
As he poured into her, something felt fundamentally different. The physical anatomy was identical to their encounter that morning, but the underlying sensation had transformed. The usual cool touch of her depths was entirely gone, replaced by a fierce, scorching heat that drove him wild. It seemed his Pure Yang Body wasn't the only one demanding her womb; his Yin-based Nether Ice Body was equally desperate to claim her insides.
As her initial climax ebbed, the conflicting rush of hot and cool sensations ignited something deep within her bloodline. The sheer shock of his essence threw her body into chaos, triggering a secondary, frantic wave of contractions as her body hungrily demanded more.
Though drained from the intense finish, Hao Hun found no reprieve. She rolled agilely onto her back, wrapping her arms around him and pulling him down for a fierce kiss, refusing to let him slip out. Caught in the bizarre intensity of her desperation, he leaned into it, locking his arms around her lower back and hips. Their tongues tangled as fiercely as their lower bodies. Thanks to his Pure Yang Body, he effortlessly neutralized the potent, magical pheromones of her natural Charm Ability—a passive defense that only seemed to drive her into a deeper frenzy.
Minutes blurred. As she crested another peak, he broke the kiss, moving his mouth down to leave dark love-marks across her neck, shoulders, and breasts. Her ankles locked around his waist with surprising strength, her sharpened fingernails digging into his back, leaving stark white streaks against his skin.
He buried his face in her large E-cup breasts, but his irritation grew. Every time he tried to trail his mouth up to her neck and shoulders, a heavy silver locket kept brushing his lips.
"Sha, cumming inside you again!" he warned, his voice thick.
As she bit his shoulder to cope with the sudden wave of heat, Hao Hun reached up, unclasped the annoying silver locket, and tossed it carelessly onto the nightstand.
He leaned down to kiss her lips once more, but as his eyes adjusted to the dim light, he froze.
The hairless features, the voluptuous E-cups, and her height remained exactly the same. Everything else, however, was actively morphing before his eyes.
Her long, silky dark-brown hair shifted into a striking steel-blue. The intoxicated, grey-hazel eyes bleeding into a deep, predatory crimson. Even the taste and scent of her skin altered, transforming from a crisp, fruity snow-cone aroma into the sickly sweet flavor of cotton candy.
Awaiting the kiss that never landed, she pouted, her voice dropping into a entirely different, drippingly sweet tone. "Ah-hah? Kiss me, Hao Hun..."
In her intoxicated state, Su Mei hadn't even realized her own disguise had shattered.
I am in deep trouble, Hao Hun realized. He forced himself to kiss her, continuing to pump inside her while his mind raced frantically. His eyes darted to the silver locket on the nightstand. How on earth had the Emperor’s wife, Su Mei, ended up in his bed? What would happen if the court found out?
More pressingly, how was he going to stop the real Xia Sha from discovering them?
Reacting on instinct, he gripped Su Mei and flipped her over into a doggy-style position, driving into her harder from behind. The sudden, rough change only made her moan with satisfaction.
Using a silent, heavily stilled incantation, he cast Call Summons. A soft buzz heralded the arrival of Xia Bing. The summon's usually stoic, baby-blue eyes widened in absolute shock at the sight of her master passionately burying himself inside the Empress.
Hao Hun immediately opened a telepathic link. [I thought she was Xia Sha. Her disguise fell off halfway through. Please, go find Xia Sha right now and keep her busy. Tell her I'm on the verge of a breakthrough to the 7th Circle Vanguard, anything!]
Through the Summoner link, he felt a wave of distinct amusement. Great, she thinks I'm just out here snatching Queens, he thought with a mental sigh.
Still, her operational intent locked in, confirming she would handle it.
[If you have to lead her completely away from the palace, do it,] Hao Hun added. [Just ping the link when you're ready for me to recall you. Help me get rid of this mess, Bing'er. Thanks.]
Before departing, Xia Bing unexpectedly crawled across the mattress. Catching Hao Hun by the chin, she stole a quick, firm kiss right under the nose of the oblivious, writhing Empress. With a sharp buzz, Xia Bing activated her Greater Teleport, vanishing from the Holy Son Palace to begin her containment mission.
Slowing his pace to a steady, grounding rhythm, Hao Hun used his Greater Ice Utility magic to summon a bottle of Truth Pills from across the room.
Catching it, he popped a single white tablet between his own lips. He hauled Su Mei up by her waist, pulling her back into his lap so she straddled him, her back arched against his chest. Tilting her head back, he captured her mouth in a deep kiss, using his tongue to force the pill past her teeth. She swallowed it along with his saliva.
As they remained joined, he kept her moving against him while the drug took hold, idly pinching her nipples and fondling her breasts to gauge her responsiveness. Once her eyes took on a glassy, compliant daze, he rested a hand flat against her stomach and whispered into her flushed ear.
"My Wife, Xia Sha... why did you take the Dragon's Aphrodisiac pill? Why are you seducing me?"
The erratic, wet rhythm of their connection continued to echo through the expansive master bedroom. Su Mei leaned her head back against his shoulder, a vacant, drug-induced smile gracing her lips.
"I came disguised as Su Youming," she murmured, the truth drug tearing past her inhibitions. "I wanted the sake that suppresses my desires. You weren't here, but I saw the bottles on the table. I was feeling so frisky... so I stole a bottle and drank it."
She shuddered as he nudged deeper. "But my urges didn't stop. They got worse. When I heard you approaching the room, I panicked, threw on a kimono I stole from Xia Sha, and took her form. I drank another bottle to calm my nerves, but it barely helped. Then I saw the fertility pills on the counter and took those too, haha..."
Tears began spilling down her cheeks as another wave of warmth filled her abdomen, the intense climax pulling a sob from her throat.
Hao Hun paused, concerned. "Am I hurting you? Do you want to stop?"
"No!" With a sudden surge of strength, she spun around, pushing him flat onto his back and mounting him. She began riding him with a desperate, weeping intensity. "I'm crying because... because if you find out I'm a Half Succubus, you'll think I'm a monster. The Emperor stole my Half Nymph body and corrupted me. I didn't want you to know I'm a Demon."
Hao Hun’s hands roamed up her soft thighs, tracing her flat belly, her narrow waist, and the heavy bounce of her breasts before resting on her neck. He gently pinched her cheek, offering a playful, reassuring smirk. "I love sexy monsters the most. My wife, I absolutely love your Half Succubus body."
Still thoroughly dazed by the aphrodisiac and the truth serum, Su Mei couldn't distinguish if he was addressing her or her disguise. Needing to secure his position, Hao Hun asked one final question as his own climax built.
"Do you love the Emperor? And do you like me?"
Her demonic bloodline attempted to fight the compulsion, locking her jaw, but the truth drug ruthlessly tore her compliance open. "I used to love him... until he turned me into a monster and treated me like a toy. I only liked your body at first, but now... I like you so much more than him. You make me feel alive."
Flipping her beneath him one last time, he buried himself to the hilt, releasing his final burst of life essence deep within her core. "The Emperor has betrayed you again, Su Mei."
As the intense climax washed over her, the sheer volume of his essence began to rapidly clear the fog in her mind. Her gaze instinctively darted to the empty nightstand, realizing her precious locket was gone—and with it, her disguise. She stared up at him, her hickey-ridden neck exposed.
Hao Hun immediately began weaving a calculated web of facts and lies to secure her loyalty.
"The Emperor forced his Holy Maiden to plant Gu inside everyone at the Summit, including you," he lied smoothly, his tone dripping with gravity. "You were infected with a Golden Silkworm Gu. The only cure to prevent that vile thing from eating you alive from the inside out is the essence of the first man to claim you afterward. That's me."
He brushed a strand of steel-blue hair from her face. "The Emperor intended to be your cure, but fate brought us together instead. I want to be your secret lover, Su Mei. I want to keep you safe and alive. Whenever you need me, come find me. Now... how do you want me to handle this? How should I leave you?"
The fog continued to recede, her resilient Demon bloodline quickly burning through the residual alcohol and aphrodisiacs. "Hao Hun... does it really not bother you? That I'm a filthy Demon?"
"Just tell me how to handle the Emperor, and how to handle us," he countered softly.
She swallowed hard, her mind shifting into survival mode. "Let him think I was violated by a stranger. He has an absolute phobia of 'dirty' women; he will never touch me again. Take my Succubus Locket, too—it's one of the few treasures he truly values. Just drop my body at the foot of the peak. Let his guards or my people find me there. He won't kill me. He still needs my political backing."
Hao Hun reached over, picking up a bottle of Slumber Pills. "When they find you in the town below, tell them you remember having a drink at a restaurant, getting drugged, and waking up alone. Tell them you vaguely remember a Westerner carrying you—someone with grey, red, or blonde hair and green or blue eyes. That is all you say."
As he brought a sleeping pill to her lips, her crimson eyes locked onto his sky-grey gaze with desperate intensity. "Do you promise? Promise you won't expose my bloodline? Hao Hun, will you keep your word?"
He let out a low, confident smirk, nodding slowly. "Loki Sky is a notorious Queen Snatcher. So I also have no problem stealing a Queen right out from under the Emperor's nose. I won't expose you, Su Mei. I want to make love to you forever. Now, take this and rest."
"Mwah." She leaned up, kissing him with a gentle, lingering sweetness. She took his hand, provocatively sucking the pill from his fingers and swallowing it without breaking eye contact. Within moments, her gaze softened, her body going entirely slack and unconscious in his arms.
Hao Hun looked down at her resting form, a wave of sudden melancholy washing over him.
"I was honestly just joking when I said I'd steal you," he muttered to the empty room, letting out a heavy sigh. "Hao Hun lives such a charmed life... even Loki Sky is getting jealous."
Pulling a heavy, durable sleeping bag from his storage—a product of the Western human kingdoms—he carefully tucked her naked, marked body inside, ensuring none of her identifying treasures remained on her person. He gently brushed a thumb against her pitiful, tear-stained cheek, cleared his traces, and prepared to move her out.